Honest, Radical Writing from The Intuitive Writing Project

Why?

Why do you do this to yourself:
dress nicely for a boy who doesn’t care,
ask him how his day was,
even though you already know the answer
(“Good,” without a “How are you?”),
act dumb and pretend you don’t know what a certain phrase means,
just so you have an excuse to talk to him without “being weird.”

Why do you do this to yourself:
smoke your days away
until your eyes are too blurry and too puffy
to see your future plummet to the ground,
drink until you pass out,
just to forget the girl who broke your heart,
then dragged it along behind her,
like she was forcing a dog on a walk.

Why do you do this to yourself:
act like nothing matters to you that much,
so they think you’re cool,
stay at home,
not educating that pretty little mind of yours,
afraid of being too smart for your friends’ liking.